Dog Days

Am I still me when you can’t see my expressions? Sometimes I wonder …

When I first met Hylas I had some internal challenges over his desire to wear hoods. He expresses so little verbally during our sexual interactions that I initially relied heavily on his expressions and his non-verbal responses, and by taking away his facial reactions, I was limited even more. A part of me also found the unmoving blankness of gas masks, zentai, and heavy rubber hoods disturbing to look at.

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All Wanked Out?

The Wankfest 2012 challenge – to masturbate 3 times daily for the month of May – is over. While a bad cold meant that there were five days where I only masturbated once or twice, I did complete the entire month, and I am quite pleased to have done so!

You can see the spreadsheet, comprising all thirty-one days, eighty-four sessions, and what got me off, here.

You can also read my previous updates, throughout the month, here:

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Unravelled

I was completely tangled up in my own arousal. I’d been horny all day, incredibly turned on, wanked twice already, teased at dinner.

Now, my clothes shucked off, I slipped against the satin sheets and rubbed against his latex-covered skin. My body was overflowing with the pulsing of blood in my ears and dampness in my cunt. My nipples, usually too sensitive for play, I rubbed and angled towards his mouth. Full of desire. Wrapped in it.

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Sodom: Good pony

All kinks are welcome in Sodom. While the focus of the club is on all things anal, the Doyenne enjoys inviting a variety of guests whose desires and fetishes keep things … interesting.

Trotting across the main floor of Sodom, his head held high, Stanis was focused predominately on pleasing his trainer. When he was in pony-space, Anneke was always first and foremost in his thoughts, and that was as it should be. She held the lead, and he had given her his pony-soul long ago. But his brain could never turn off the multi-tasking, and so he was also aware of how his tail swished against the back of his knees, how his buttocks clenched around the large silicone plug with every step he took, and the delightful clack that his metal hoofs made against the floor. As he moved toward the bar, he also noticed his teeth pressing against the rubber bit in his mouth, the sweat pooling inside the latex costuming his thighs, the press of his harness against his groin. For the most part, though, he was aware of Anneke, and of the eyes on him.

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Mmm, the kissage!

I like Ailuros for a lot of reasons. He’s kinky. He’s extraordinarily nice to perve at. He cooks for me! And he is one of the best kissers I’ve had the pleasure of making out with.

So … we have been spending a considerable amount of time doing so. Kissing on the couch. Kissing on the balcony. Kissing at the club. Kissing in bed. Kissing while we fuck. Yesterday, kissing in the shade of a big tree in the park, near my work.

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Ask Aunty Dee: How Does a Vac Bed Work?

The luscious BadBexie wanted to see me in a Vacuum Bed, and I was happy to oblige. I like it in there! But a quite a few people wanted to know more about how they worked, so it seemed like a good idea to get some photographs and explain it all.

In order to get to ‘wow you can totally see my hair!’, there’s a whole bunch of steps that need to be taken first. For starters, you have to assemble the Vac Bed – and that’s a bit of a challenge itself!

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Shining Ailuros

When presented with a lovely sexy kitty who needs a little shining up, of course I’m going to oblige! Ailuros is alluring in any outfit or none at all (as I have been discovering), but as Leela the Snow Spottycat there’s a look of sheer cute that’s hard to deny!

So using silicone lubricant and a soft sponge (and later my hands) I make sure I get all the spots that Hylas has left for me…

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Latex against my cunt

Thanks to Hylas, I have learned to really adore the feeling on latex against my skin. Usually I am content to rub myself up against him as he is encased … but having some of my very own is a real pleasure! When I got my wrist gauntlets from Libidex, I also received made-to-measure knickers:

Aren’t they just lovely? They show my arse off something beautiful – and, of course, match the gauntlets perfectly!

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My very own latex!

This weekend I’m down in Wellington with Kiana and Hylas, and the three of us are teaching a rubber workshop for the curious kinksters of Wellington city (how awesome is that?).

So, carefully written and set to go in advance: pictures of my first very own latex! These lovely gauntlets are from Libidex – and I have some made to measure underwear as well! Those photos will have to wait for another post, though.

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Happy rubber pony boy

I love my pet so much! When he is just hanging out with me; when he’s having exciting adventures with me; when he’s doing service and painting my toenails for me; when he’s introducing me to new and exciting fetishes that he loves – and when he’s giving me some epic orgasms, of course.

But I love in particular and with great pride when he’s pushing his own boundaries – doing things that he very much wants to do, but that on his own he would back out of doing. Those are things I encourage him to do, and then get ‘Boss-y’ in order to ensure that he actually steps up.

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About Dee

Exhibitionist with words, skin and sex. Free with kisses, compliments, and friendship. Open with heart, passion, and laughter.
Labels I choose for myself: pansexual, polyamorous, fat, kinky, New Zealander, writer.
You can keep my partners and close friends not-mixed-up by reading more about them here.
I write fortnightly for GLBTI magazine Express, for whom I am also the sub-editor. I also write upon occasion for other publications!
If you want to get in touch, send me an email: curvaceous.dee@gmail.com.